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lack of thought
Contributed by
lostrelic
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Friday, 6th January 2006 @ 08:46:48 PM in AEST
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could it be in the air we breath or the lack of h20
a system poisioning itself a dispute since water ran
such a simple thing to those that have
imagine dreams of water and food
not blondes or fast cars
not a worth wild fantasy if you were in the others feet
could you live with death like a monkey on your back
time moves on even in a junkies point of view
fuel to the fire we all have our cause
a medal won a country bonds
even if its just one night
but there always is something
black sheep sleep theres always a cause tommorow
even if some cliche states you dont have a clue
terminology of what i display lost now
as i sit mind falls in floor boards of surrender
cliche what isn't
why did the chicken cross the world
lets hope we dont get that joke
a failing fight we already lost
pitiful in your check me out bling bling
but vanity has us all
walking billboard for corporate cash
is this all you thought it would be
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Re: lack of thought
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by deadheadpoet on
Saturday, 7th January 2006 @ 12:09:52 PM AEST
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Good write. Good points made here. I dug this..."pitiful in your check me out bling bling
but vanity has us all
walking billboard for corporate cash
is this all you thought it would be" Wow, what a statement. As a woman in this self-addicted society, it truly sickens me to see the images that the media puts out there, and it's bullcrap. Like it's wrong to be natural...to age...to become old. Thanks for sharing. Peace to you, Laura |
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